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The tragedie of HAMLET, Prince of Denmarke.
Actus Primus. Scoena Prima.
Enter Barnardo and Francisco two Centinels.
Who's there?
Nay answer me: Stand & vnfold your selfe.
Long liue the King.
Barnardo
?
He.
You come most carefully vpon your houre.
'Tis now strook twelue, get thee to bed
Francisco.
For this releefe much thankes: 'Tis bitter cold, And I am sicke at heart.
Haue you had quiet Guard?
Not a Mouse stirring.
Well, goodnight. If you do meet
Horatio
and
Marcellus,
the Riuals of my Watch, bid them make
hast
.
Enter Horatio and Marcellus.
I thinke I heare them. Stand: who's there?
Friends to this ground.
And Leige-men to the Dane.
Giue you good night.
O farwel honest Soldier, who hath relieu'd you?
Barnardo
ha's my place: giue you goodnight.
Exit Fran.
Holla
Barnardo.
Say, what is
Horatio
there?
A peece of him.
Welcome
Horatio,
welcome good
Marcellus.
What, ha's this thing appear'd againe to night.
I haue seene nothing.
Horatio
saies, 'tis but our Fantasie, And will not let beleefe . . .
										
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